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The world is small.
I walked across it until my feet were sore.
I am stuck here, swimming in the sky,
Breathing in the sun.
Everuthing familiar waits
to drag me back into it.
What's going on outside my conciousness?
Everything I know is happening but can't see?
No, I think I'll stay here a while.
When will someone rescue me?
Pull me back into the real world?
Do I want to live another day like the one before?
I'll have plenty of time to think about it,
sitting on eternity's edge.





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